I loudly yawn taken over by the beautiful concept of sleep. My hips are weighed down by my tools encouraging me to stop my tedious work and rest. A triumphant giggle slip past my lips as I finish the last of the screws. And there! I grin and pull the top of the car down with a loud slam. Ah~ it always feels good getting work done a little early.

"Hello love!" A bright and cheerful voice trills in delight. "My, you look beautiful just like you always do. The only thing tarnishing your stunning beauty are those awful clothes."

"DIE STUPID RABBIT DIE!" I scream nearly decapitating him with my wrench. He takes the hit like a man, the only thing I actually approve of the overly clingy man. Despite the growing red mark he still has the audacity to lovingly look into my eyes as he yanks me into a gentle embrace.

"Jackie ... you are so lovely ... ," he mutters, tilting my head up as he gently kisses me. I jump, startled by the contact as something icy slithered down my throat. I pull back with a gasp, shoving him away as I cough hysterically, clutching my throat.

"W-W-What was that?!" I hoarsely demand, coughing hard as I fall to my knees. He smiles and slips the empty vile into my pocket before leaning forward into my ear.

"The Potion of Hearts, love. Now you must participate in this lovely game of Wonderland."

"P-Participate? No way in heck!" I hiss, trying to sound forceful despite my cracking voice.

"But why not? You already have a role!"

"A-A-And what is that?" I demand, getting over my coughing fit. I jump as his gloved hand softly rubs my belly through the pure white wedding gown as he delivers a kiss to my temple.

"Why, being my wife of course!" He cries as flowers drop from the sky along with a banner screaming 'congratulations' on it. My mouth pops open as hundreds of kids with bunny ears flood the room around me all crying out 'mommy! I love you!' 'you're the best mommy ever!' 'I really, really love mommy!'

"M-M-Mommy?! I don't even know who you all are!" I cry, falling back into Peter's arms. He gently embraces me back, kissing the top of my head.

"Why, they are all our children! And we have another beautiful baby on the way ... ," he whispers, rubbing his bare hands over my very bloated belly.

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"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -!" I shriek, leaping up from my bed as I swat away his hands. No! Never! I would rather die than let that happen! I utter a small squeak as I fall off the bed, wrestling off the stupid covers. I scramble back, clutching my racing heart as my face goes completely pale. P-Peter ... and I ... and all those freaky little half rabbit half human babies ... which means Peter and I had - that in bed we - did the ultimate nasty and oh my gosh OH MY GOSH IT'S TOO TERRIFYING TO THINK ABOUT!

T-That was, the s-single, most frightening dream I've ever had in my entire LIFE!

I hastily exhale, calming myself. Relax ... it was only the single, more terrifying dream EVER. It's not real and it never will be. I pat my stomach thankful that it is flat and happy to stay like that. Oh gosh ... those freaking babies were everywhere!

S-S-Scary -!

I slap my cheeks, forcing myself to calm down. W-Work. I'll just go and do some work. Yeah. That will help me get my thoughts off of that mindless idiot. I hop to my feet and fling my clothes across the room. I think I have to burn those pjs now. Whenever I look at them I'll only think about that awful nightmare! I heavily sigh and slip on my jumpsuit.

"That was scary ... ," I breathe out, pulling my hair into a high pony tail. I think it's best if I avoid him at all costs today. If I even look at him the picture of a thousand little babies will come pouring over me and ... I shiver, halting the thought right there. So scary ... I get my keys and slip them into my pocket before opening the door to the last person I want to see.

"Good morning Jackie! Did you sleep well? Oh, of course you didn't. Just look at this germ infested room Gowland gave you! Oh, I'm so happy to see you!" He cries, throwing his arms around me and yanking me into a tight hug. I jump from the sudden contact hardly expecting to see my worst enemy so early in the morning.

"P-Peter! Why are you here?!" I demand, shoving against him. His grip remains firm as he nuzzles his forehead into my hair.

"I couldn't last a day without seeing you, love! I really, really missed you!" Oh my GOSH I swear he is so freaking hard to read! First he brings me to Wonderland, wants to kill me after an Alice comment, and now that she's gone he's all freaking over me!

"Just get off!"

"But why? I love you!" I reach up from behind him accidentally running my hand through his hair. His cheeks slightly flush with an idiotic smile plastered on his face before I roughly snatch hold of his ear, yanking it down. "Oh~!"

"Lay off, Peter. I've got work." I growl, stepping around him as he's frozen at the spot I have him before letting him go and trotting into the Amusement Park. What ride did Gowland say needed to be fixed?

"In this filthy infestation of lice and rodents? Please Jackie, quiet your job here and come to Castle Hearts. You'll find work there I promise!" He pleads, following close behind. I roll my eyes in annoyance.

He's clingy.

He's annoying.

He's needy.

He's too hygienic and yes, that exists.

He's too pesky.

He's too hyper.

He's too judgmental.

He's too touchy.

I swear the freaking list has no end!

"Peter."

"Yes?" He asks, absolutely attentive as his long ears twitch. I glance over my shoulder almost feeling bad for brushing him off every chance I get.

Almost.

"Get out. You're interrupting my work." I huff, taking as many sharp turns in vain hope that he will decide to leave me alone.

"Ah yes, work! Speaking of which I was able to get today off and who should I choose to spend it with? You, of course!" He cries, absolutely exuberant. Why is he so happy to spend the day with me? I'm cold, mean, and hit him when I can. And yet he still enjoys my presence. He gets an A for determination and resilience, I'll give the bunny that.

"That's a terrible choice." I growl, refusing to look him in the eyes as I continue down the cobble stone path towards the love tunnel. The water should be drained enough so I can take a look at some of the pipes. It's just routine work really. I loudly yawn. I think that nightmare scared the sleepiness right into me.

"Love, please rest. You're so tired you look as though you are on the verge of passing out!" He frets, placing his hands on my shoulders as he tries to veer me from the ride only a few feet away. I growl under my breath, slapping his hands away.

"Toughen up a bit you overgrown toddler! Who has time to rest when there's work to be done? I'm up here, doing my job Peter. I can't take a rest whenever I want to."

"Why, of course you can!"

"How?" I sarcastically ask knowing his answer.

"Easy! I'll just shoot anyone who disagrees." He states with a cheerful smile, shifting his clock into a gun.

"Oh -! Put that away!" I growl smacking his arm. His ears droop as he pouts, looking like a down casted child.

"I only want what's best for you Jackie." He pleads with down casted eyes and ears. Oh what the heck ...

"What's best for me is if you let me do my job." I readily counter almost falling for his stupid puppy eyes.

"And then will you spend the day with me?" He pesters, following hardly a foot away as he constantly bumps into me with every step. I lightly grimace and push his chest away as I roll up my pant legs.

"That's not going to work Peter." I huff, rolling my pant legs up to my knee.

"Then, how about this?" He asks as a puff of smoke erupts behind me. I look back regretting it the moment I did. Peter, in his adorable little bunny form with his outfit to boot, sits on the ground with his paws up in a begging motion. "Please spend the day with me, Jackie."

"I'm going to feed you to the dogs, Peter." I huff, unable to tear my eyes off of his fluffy form. Oh man ... don't give in, Jackie, don't give in ... Peter hops in front of me, flicking his ears into my hands. I hesitate before gently rubbing the soft fur between my fingers. Oh man he's got me. "Ugh FINE. I'll spend the day with you, Peter." I hatefully grumble cursing myself all the way.

"Really?!" He asks, super excited as he turned back into his human form, engulfing my body in a tight hug. I stay where I am, neither pushing away or holding him closer. Every time he hugs me it reminds me just how big he is. Peter, annoying or not, is still a full out male. Big, strong, and capable. Ew. Thinking about that is making me want to vomit.

"Alright, that's enough. Just let me do this quick job here and I'll come with you alright?" I say, slipping off my shoes.

"Of course - wait where are you going?" He asks, suddenly anxious as I hop into the mucky water. Blech ... we really need to bleach the water or something so it's not as gross as this.

"Oh my love what are you doing?!" Peter cries on the verge of fainting. "G-Germs! So many germs! Love, please get out of the disgusting backwater!"

"Relax, Peter. It's perfectly fine down here. All I need to do is check the pipes and then we can go." After a thorough shower on my part. As much as I hate Peter's bickering he's right about the water. It's literally infested with tons of bacteria and other not so nice things. All I need to do is stay near the center and not get cut on anything.

"Oh, love, please get out of that muck this instant!" Peter cries clearly beyond distress as I tromp through the water skimming my eyes along the pipes on the left side.

"I'm fine, Peter. I'll be back in a minute so just wait there alright?" I say, trudging down to the end of the tunnel as I stare at the pipes.

Well, everything looks to be in order. Nothing seems broken at all. I head back to the entrance spying Peter sitting obediently near the steps. He eagerly looks his eyes onto me as he stands by the corner, hand outstretched.

"Come, love. Do not waste any more time in this terrible place!" He dutifully huffs with kind but strict eyes.

"Yeah yeah - ouch!" I shout, yanking my foot away from the side as something sliced through my skin. What just cut me?

"L-Love, are you alright?!" He demands looking like he's about to dive into the water to come get me.

"Yeah I'm fine." I mutter, bending down and pick up the pieces of a broken beer bottle. I swear don't people read the freaking signs?!

"Did you just cut yourself?!" He nearly shrieks as I toss the green glass onto the ledge and latch onto his hand. He yanks me up with surprising grace, tilting my head up and looks at me every which way.

"I'm fine Peter." I say as I roll my eyes, pushing aside his hands.

"B-B-B-But you're bleeding!" He cries, looking so horrified I would think my own leg was just chopped off. I look down at my foot spying blood dripping down the side of it. Oh well that's not good. And in all of that disgusting water too.

Well, I'm going to get sick soon. It's just a matter of what I'll be catching at this point.

"Well, would you look at that?" I say in musing wonder. This isn't good. Definitely not my day. Peter immediately dips down, yanking me up into his arms as he dashes through the streets with impossible speed. Every time I swear he is about to plow someone over he just easily sails through the air, landing without so much as jostling. Jeez this is one fast rabbit ...

"Peter, take me to my house. It's closer and has disinfectants in it." His ears droop, bounding over costumers like they are nothing but ants he's stepping over. We arrive at my house in mere minutes as he practically tackles down the door, setting me on my one person couch.

"S-Stay here, love. I'll take care of you." He says, completely flustered as he looks around the room for the first aid kit.

"It's in the bathroom under the sink." I direct not even bothering to fight back. I know it's bad. Getting a cut in mucky waters is really bad. I can easily get infected and have puss shooting out of my foot like a fire hydrant in a mere few hours and I bet Peter realizes that too. He hurries out a few seconds later quickly spraying stinging disinfectant on it.

"I told you not to go in there love and now look what's happened a terrible piece of glass cut you! I'm going to hunt down those useless wastes of clocks and end them for doing such a thoughtlessly thing!" He angrily rants, gently rubbing the alcohol based products into the wound. I clench my teeth and crane my head back as he continues to mend the cut. I shakily breathe out as he securely wraps some gauze and a few layers of cotton over the wound.

"There, good as new love!" I raise my foot glancing over his fine handiwork. He wrapped that pretty good. "Ah, and I also wiped your legs down from that revolting sludge Gowland calls water. honestly, it's disgusting!"

"I agree that he needs to change it out a little more often than once a millennia but people aren't supposed to be swimming in it anyway." I shrug my shoulder watching as he gently cradles my foot staring at it with narrowed eyes.

"Hmph. How dare those faceless take away the beauty of your foot with this thing." He grumbles, gently lifting my injured foot and kisses the arch of it. I grimace as he softly holds my foot treating it like it was a delicate piece of artifact. Why is he so gentle with me all of a sudden? First he takes me to Wonderland to distract him from Alice, tries to kill me when I insult her, and now that she's gone he's all over me.

And not only him but everyone else too. It's almost as if Alice never existed here.

"Peter, why do you treat me so gently?" I ask staring into his deep crimson eyes.

"Hm? Because I love you of course!" He cheerfully cries, leaping up and smacks into me with a hug. I awkwardly lay back against the couch as he nuzzles his head into my sensitive neck making a shudder shoot down my spine.

"B-But that's exactly what you always told Alice!" I shout, trying to pull his heavy body off. He braces a leg against the floor, staying over me as he pulls back with a puzzled look on his face.

"Jackie, love, who is Alice?"

"Alice? Alice Liddell? Oh come on don't tell me you honestly forgot about her!" I demand trying to push him off but am unable to from the awkward angle. He was practically all over her every single freaking day and nearly killed me over her! How could he forget about someone like that overnight? He catches on to what I'm trying to do and gently slips off of me, sweeping a gentle finger across my jaw.

"Why? Was she cruel to you, love? Just tell me where she is and I'll go shoot her dead." He coldly replies, cocking his gun as if to emphasize his point. My eyes soften as shock settles in over my pounding chest.

Does he ... does he and everyone else really not remember Alice at all?

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Well there you have it my first attempt at shipping Jackie with Peter. I think it will turn out interesting but I don't know a lot about him so if you can write in your reviews or PM me some info about him, no matter how small, it will be a great help. Thank you! 10 REVIEWS for the next chapter, of course :3